Siheyuan: The happy life of a little chef

After three glasses of wine, Guan Xiaoguan became a little anxious.

"Grandpa, you can't drink anymore. You've already had three cups, and you're still drinking so fast."

Uncle Guan smiled.

"Haha, my granddaughter is right. I can't drink anymore. If I drink more, I will fall down. So, Xiaotian, you drink for me and make this brat fall down."

Oda poured a cup.

"Old man, I am no match for Brother Wu Zi. I can only try my best."

The broken Hou laughed.

"Don't be afraid, I'll help you. I have to get him drunk today. See, I brought it with me."

As he spoke, Hou Pao took out two bottles of wine from his bag next to him.

Uncle Guan smiled.

"Okay, you guys get him drunk together today."

Han Chunming poured a glass and said generously.

"Come on, I think I'll have to call Hou Su'e to help you go back today."

Xiaotian was drinking, so the task of picking up food for Uncle Guan naturally fell to Guan Xiaoguan.

It was a lively dinner. Uncle Guan was probably in a good mood and ate a little more than usual, which made Guan Xiaoguan very happy.

After the meal, Hou Polan and Xiaotian left, Han Chunming said.

"Xiao Guan, you and your parents live here. I'll go back to the courtyard. Just call me if you need anything."

Guan Xiaoguan nodded.

"Thank you, Chunming brother."

Han Chunming waved his hand and left.

Uncle Guan was not drunk. He was sitting on the bed, while his father and mother were cleaning the dishes.

After sending Han Chunming off, Guan Xiaoguan came back.

Uncle Guan said.

"Don't clean up yet, I have something to say."

Guan Xiaoguan said.

"Grandpa, it's getting late. I know you're in a good mood, but you should also take care of your rest. Can't we talk about it tomorrow?"

Uncle Guan smiled.

"I'm afraid if I don't say it now, I won't have the chance anymore."

Seeing that Guan Xiaoguan was about to interrupt again, Uncle Guan spoke first.

"Don't worry, listen to me, my dear granddaughter, go get grandpa's box."

Guan Xiaoguan had no choice but to do as he was told.

Guan's father and mother also came over.

"This box contains some things I have found over the past few years. I am giving it to my granddaughter now. Little lazy cat, you must promise me that you will not bring these things abroad to your parents. Can you do it?"

Originally, when they heard that these things were given to Xiao Guan, Guan's father and mother were a little happy. Giving them to Xiao Guan was just giving them to them, right? But when they heard the old man's request, Guan's father looked a little embarrassed.

Guan Xiaoguan said solemnly.

"Grandpa, I remember that I will never bring anything abroad to my parents."

Uncle Guan nodded.

"That's the first thing. Second, hurry up and get married. You're not young anymore. Do you understand?"

Guan Xiaoguan felt a little embarrassed and said coquettishly.

"grandfather."

Uncle Guan smiled.

"Okay, go clean up, I need to rest."

The three of them left the room, and Guan's mother immediately grabbed Guan Xiaoguan.

"Xiao Guan, you can't listen to your grandfather. These things are very useful to your parents. Mr. Peter over there has been a great help to us. You know, when we came back, he specifically asked us to bring some antiques back. You see, why don't you give them to us?"

Guan Xiaoguan quickly retracted his hand.

"Mom, Grandpa just said that you are not allowed to take me abroad. You heard it. I don't want to be an unfilial granddaughter."

After saying that, Guan Xiaoguan walked away with the box.

Guan's mother's face turned green with anger, and Guan's father comforted her.

"Forget it. After all, the things are in our daughter's hands, right? If you push the old man so hard that he dares to give the things to Han Chunming, you better keep quiet."

Guan's mother rolled her eyes.

"What about Pete? Will he still help us if we can't bring anything back?"

Father Guan sighed.

"Let's go buy some when we have time. Then let Chunming'er and that broken man help check them to avoid buying fakes."

Guan's mother nodded.

"That's all we can do."

Guan Xiaoguan felt relieved only after he took the box home and hid it, and then he rushed back.

The next morning, Guan Xiaoguan came to Grandpa Guan's bed and called him to get up as usual.

"Grandpa, it's time to get up. I made some millet porridge. Isn't that what you like the most? I also bought some steamed buns and fried dough sticks from that store that you like the most."

Guan Xiaoguan said this while arranging the buns and fried dough sticks, and then continued speaking after he finished.

"Grandpa, I'm going to serve the porridge, please get up quickly."

After Guan Xiaoguan brought in the porridge, Grandpa Guan still didn't move. Guan Xiaoguan knew something was wrong, so he walked over and shouted as he approached.

But Uncle Guan still didn't respond. Guan Xiaoguan put his hand under Uncle Guan's nose and found that he was not breathing, so he hurriedly grabbed Uncle Guan's hand. His heart tightened when he grabbed it, because Uncle Guan's hand was already cold. He didn't know when Uncle Guan passed away.

Overwhelmed with grief, Guan Xiaoguan cried and shouted.

"grandfather."

This time the voice was very loud and full of sadness. Guan's father and mother heard something was wrong and hurried in.

When I got closer, I saw that the old man had passed away without me noticing.

Guan's father knelt down and started crying, but Guan's mother didn't cry, but she still knelt down.

"Xiao Guan, go find Han Chunming. Your grandfather is gone, and he needs to come over. Your grandfather told him to do that."

Guan Xiaoguan nodded and ran out crying.

At this time, Han Chunming had just got up and was preparing to have breakfast at home.

"Chunming, are you going to the old man's place later?"

Han Chunming nodded while eating.

"The old man doesn't have much time left, so I'll keep him company."

Cai Xiaoli said nothing.

"Okay, then I'll accompany Haohao and Jiaxin today."

At this time Guan Xiaoguan ran in.

"Brother Chunming, my grandfather is gone."

The fried dough stick in Han Chunming's hand fell onto the table with a plop.

Without caring about all this, Han Chunming quickly picked up his coat.

"Walk."

Han Chunming ran all the way here.

It was not until he saw Uncle Guan’s body that Han Chunming believed it was true.

Han Chunming knelt in front of the bed, held the old man's hand, and placed it on his forehead, just like he had touched him when he was a child.

After a while, Han Chunming asked.

"When did it happen?"

Father Guan wiped away his tears.

"He was fine after you left last night. We saw that he was in good condition and had eaten a lot last night, so we let him sleep without any worries. But when Xiaoguan called him for breakfast in the morning, he didn't respond. Xiaoguan saw him and realized that he was gone."

Han Chunming looked at Guan Xiaoguan, who nodded quickly.

Han Chunyan sighed.

"It seems that the old man was holding on yesterday, but once his wish was fulfilled, he couldn't hold on any longer. It's a good thing that he didn't suffer, and he passed away peacefully."

Father Guan nodded.

"For the old man, this is the best outcome. Chunming, you still have to come to the funeral. This is what the old man told us before he came back."

Han Chunming nodded.

"I understand, don't worry."

Han Chunming ran out to inform people, and the Guan family also started to pack up.